Winning her (BH Bk. 3) COMPLETED

Ch 17 - Wish

Amore and Ciara****

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Amore.

I woke up with a heavy throbbing in my head.

The memories of last night came flooding into me.

I growled at how obnoxious the riddle is, how fucked up the situation and how worst my chances with my mate.

That's like one big hit disaster combo.

I could sense the crisp in this morning.
The birds are chirping out there.

What a bunch of lucky fuckheads.

I undressed myself quickly.

The cold shower somehow soothes my messed up existence. I guess, water isn't just to satisfy our thirst and hunger,
it is only designed to put balance in our life.

Like if we're feeling tired, drained and stressed, baths can take away all of that.

I closed my eyes in satisfaction.
I feel like I wanna stay here longer but
I could sense her heartbeat from afar.

She's almost here.
Her sweet intoxicating scent fills the air like no other.

Toffee, steak and garden salad.

I don't know why she always tell me about what she has brought me. I mean, can't she tell I have heightened senses too?

I quickly dried myself and wears a shirt.
After brushing my teeth, I ran my fingers through my hair.

Anyways, she's a little early for today. Not that it's a bad thing. It's just quite surprising.

three...

two...

one.

And she enters,
"Goodmorning, Amore."

I growled in response. What is there to say? I dunno. I was just... well she made me swoon at how gorgeous she is today.

She is always gorgeous.

It makes my wolf and my heart swell with pride. My mate is perfect.

"How is your sleep?"

I groaned. "Fine."

"So..." she continued. "I brought you something special. We have steak, garden salad and toffee flavored cupcake."

I made a face.
"What's so special about leaves anyway?"

She glared daggers at me.
"It keeps us healthy, you moron."

"Oh yeah? Sounds lame." I crossed my arms around my chest.

She rolled her eyes. "Here goes the ungrateful pig, gracing me once again with his unholiness..."

"You're overrating me, Ciara. It's damn flattering." I don't need to sound sarcastic as the message alone is enough to scream sarcasm.

"Anyways, happy birthday to you! A year older, braver, tougher and I hope wiser." she pulled a candle and a lighter from behind.

And then not too long, she offered me the cupcake.

I blinked my eyes. "Ummmmm B-Birthday?"

When was the last time he even celebrated a birthday?

Last year? What happened last year?
My wolf snorted.